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Updated: May 2, 2025
When they reached the wall of the Eperon, which separates the Saint-Germain forest from the Maisons-Laffitte Park, Labouise stopped his companion and explained his idea to him. Maillochon was moved by a prolonged, silent laugh. They threw into the water the grass which had covered the body, took the animal by the feet and hid it behind some bushes.
Labouise grasped the animal by the bridle. Maillochon asked in surprise: "What do you expect to do with that carcass?" Chicot this time opened his other eye in order to express his gaiety. His whole red face was grinning with joy. He chuckled: "Don't worry, sister. I've got my idea." He gave five francs to the woman, who then sat down by the road to see what was going to happen.
He took up the oars again, and once more the boat disappeared in the heavy mist, which was now turned snowy white in the pink-tinted sky. "What kind of lead did you take, Maillochon?" Labouise asked. "Very small, number nine; that's the best for rabbits." They were approaching the other shore so slowly, so quietly that no noise betrayed them.
No risk for me." The innkeeper, growing suspicious, exclaimed "Supposing he wasn't there!" Labouise once more raised his hand and said: "He's there, I swear! first bush to the left. What it is, I don't know. But it's not a buck, I'm positive. It's for you to find out what it is. Twenty-five francs, cash down!" Still the man hesitated: "Couldn't you bring it?" Maillochon exclaimed: "No, indeed!
She went away, threatening to call the police. They could hear her protesting indignantly and cursing as she went her way. Maillochon held out the gun to his comrade, saying: "It's your turn, Chicot." Labouise aimed and fired.
This bank belongs to the Saint-Germain forest and is the boundary line for rabbit hunting. It is covered with burrows hidden under the roots of trees, and the creatures at daybreak frisk about, running in and out of the holes. Maillochon was kneeling in the bow, watching, his gun hidden on the floor. Suddenly he seized it, aimed, and the report echoed for some time throughout the quiet country.
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